A golden rising sun
Gently touched my closed eyes
Sun rays warmed skin
Pulled me out of my sweet dream
We were nestling like birds
Summer time it was
Ripening lemon yellow fruit
Spreading its fragrance lie
Carefree birds in the morn sing
Underneath the yielding tree I be
Facing the four o clock sun
Step out into the wild
Directionless my stride,
Thoughts calm,
Steering on life’s path
Stillness of the night
Heard the Barn owl hooting
Watched moon crisscrossing
Motor boat hissed at the jetty further
Dogs barked, fishermen netted
Joyfully I tapped my feet
Best things in life comes free
Happy to feel
Health is wealth
Loving is giving
Ron
Always,
Deborah
Eh . . . Can't help but point out this as my favorite three lines . . .
"Stillness of the night
Heard the Barn owl hooting
Watched moon crisscrossing"
Tanka Tanka, hubba hubba, rubba dubba.